Nancy and I had just arrived at White Rock Lake for bridals when I started seeing ducklings falling out of a REALLY tall oak tree. There were probably at least 8 of them and they just fell, one by one and waddled over to their mother.
About midway through this process, a very nice policeman on a bike came upon the scene and he noticed me standing there staring with a camera in my hand and stopped to see what was going on.
The mother duck and her ducklings made their way to the water but the little runt was quite a ways away so nice Mr Officer and the future mother in law of my bride helped get the little guy into the water.
